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As we wizzed by the water at our great hight we could see islands going past us and land approaching. The wind was hitting our faces so hard we couldn't hardly breathe but that was fine with me. I loved being up in a place I could control and comand, even before I could understand it I loved it. It was hard to see and we had to squint our eyes against the wind. As we passed over land I looked over to Isabella again and really saw her discomfort, she was absolutly dumbfounded and frightend at her position right then. I tried to help by going lower, so we were just grazing the trees, I had no idea wether or not it helped but it gave me a chance to examine my powers more closely. I discovered what I've told you earlier in this journal, about hight and speed, but not everything. The landscape grew to mountains and shrank to meadows, within my impared vision I took in the awsome landscape with glee. My face was sore from smiling by the time we came to the vast praries, something that surprised us from our great hight that we had to upgrade to because of the beautiful mountains. It was so far from us it looked almost cartoonish, I was almost intimidated by the thought of being seen but reasoned that if anyone did see us they'd probly dismiss us as trick planes as we did in Cold Lake. I was so distracted that I almost failed to hear Issi.
"Bring us down ya great a**!" man was she in a good mood, but here I sort of half panicked and stoped us in mid air (funny how that sounds). In my interest in flying I'd never thought of having to land, surveying the plains I admired the pattern in which it was in and came up with an idea. If one could take off in novel ways than one could certainly land in the same way. Thus I approached my plush looking landing strip at a slow but soon increasing pace. After a while it came to this fantasticly incredible speed, at least I liked it but it made Issi scream at the top of her lungs! That sure jolted me out of my dreamy need for speed, I almost came to a stop as quick as lightning but to my surprise wasn't at all like stopping a car. In a car you jolt forwards, getting bad whiplash, but in the air you straighten up a bit and stand and float similar to Peter Pan. I blushed at this resemblance and neerly smacked my forehead, of course I'd look a bit like Peter Pan, I was flying for God's sake. Just then Issi flew by me and came to the same hault and it was the first time I noticed my controll over her too, I mean, I could feel my wind surrounding her and lifting her and moving her body like a rag doll, but she was just as unconnected as the trees or the mountains or the bushes I was now brushing with wind. Slowly I decreased our hight and we were on dry land for the first time which was 24 hours, I remember letting that wind let go of me bit by bit broke my heart in that moment.